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Sex In A Box
Deep in the Salvatore Boarding House, four sweating and heaving bodies laid sprawled out on the floor.
"Whose hand is that?" Caroline Forbes asked, turning her head slightly.
"Mine," Tyler Lockwood replied, trying to move his hand and causing Elena Gilbert to gasp and widen her eyes.
"Watch where you're putting that thing!" she exclaimed, trying to ignore someone's knee digging into her back. "Damon, could you move your damn leg please?"
Damon Salvatore rolled his eyes, moving his leg to another spot. Caroline's hair now tickled his arm as she shook her head.
"This is not working," she huffed. "Tyler."
He couldn't resist her whiny voice. He hung his head and then looked for where to put his other hand; the one not causing Elena to squeak every other second. "Hell no," Tyler growled. "I am not lying over Damon."
The vampire cocked an eyebrow. "I'm not too keen on that idea either."
"We've both done that," Elena said, causing Caroline to laugh slightly. "It's your turn."
Tyler whined before falling into place, his hand slamming down between Damon's neck and shoulder.
Elena moved next, changing into a more comfortable position and causing Damon to moan as her chin brushed against his stomach.
"Would you two quit it?" Caroline asked, switching places and nearly straddling Tyler, who growled when he was almost thrown down on top of Damon.
Elena let out a short breath. "Look who's talking, Caroline."
The blonde swiped at Elena, making them all topple in a tangle of limbs.
Damon sighed. "Now we're going to have to start all over," he said, brushing Elena's hair off of his face.
The 'starting over' led to Caroline under Tyler and Elena over Damon, everyone's hands slipping and sliding on the slickness under their fingertips.
Elena's breaths came in short bursts, her face hovering over Damon's. "Caroline, move your hand," the brunette demanded. Caroline did as was asked and Elena let out a satisfied moan.
Caroline sighed rather happily when Tyler moved and their hips met…
Damon nearly purred when Elena moved downward…
BLLLIIIINNNNGGGG! BLLLLIIIINNNNGGGG!
All four of them growled and groaned and untangled themselves, trying to reach Damon's ringing phone first. None of them cared who answered it first…they just wanted it to stop ringing!
"Hello?" Damon answered, reaching it a second before Elena.
"Damon," Stefan's voice came over the phone. "I'm over at Elena's because Jenna's barbecue is going on. Where are you guys? I thought Elena was picking you up with Caroline and Tyler?"
"We're at our house," Damon replied haughtily for being interrupted.
"What are you doing there?"
Damon smirked and glanced at the three people looking at him like he was the most evil person in the world for answering the phone. "We're playing Twister."